My overall impression
Can’t You Hear Me Knockin? is not just a Rolling Stones song. Kerri Randles’s hilarious one-woman show depicting her life of sex, music and cars certainly entertains. Raised by an emotionally unavailable dad who hid under his toupée and an emotionally too available mother who put parenting aside to feel like a woman, Randles searches for love behind every door. Enthralled by every word of Pamela Des Barres I’m With the Band, she clings to a twisted romantic notion of the groupie. Eventually after art school, she road-trips it to LA and becomes an actress-turned-stripper. To call her a stripper with a heart of gold would be too simplistic. Her wit, honesty and candor make her so much more.
Scantily clad in a matching bra and panties (with few other costume elements and shoes to set the scenes) she bares it all. Always cool, calm, collected and sexy she takes her time sharing her story with effortless transitions. Each character is clearly defined to the point where even just one word spoken and we immediately recognize the character. Kudos to director Tony Abatemarco for keeping the storytelling organic and for sharpening Randles’ performance. Randles definitely knows how to capture an audience.
http://www.latheatrereview.com/2010/06/18/fringe-day-two-friday-june-18/
